Erotic Dreamz Novels & Stories

She was kind and strict at the same time, she never gave him a chance to avoid his lessons, but also was very passionate and kindhearted to him As soon as the moment Sung-ho placed his feet at the entrance of the strip club with behind his bodyguard, the men whom he came here for, knew that he had come as they could feel his presence.In the middle of the large room, Elrod was massaging a brunette's bare thighs with his left hand, another one was holding a glass of pink champagne. The stripper started to hovering all over his body and moving her hips as her work with a song named 'Bandz a Make Her Dance'. Elrod groaned with pleasure and shook his head by the rhythm of the song, then took a lo

He never pushed me to answer questions I didn't want to tell him, and I finally felt like he was opening up to me. Whenever Eric brought Damian up, a weird pit in my stomach began to flare up. Eric didn't tell me where Damian ran off to, but he said he would be back soon. Deep down, I was sort of relived to get the space from him, I felt like I could think clearly about everything. After the encounter with Damian, I started to have strange dreams that were more vivid than ever before. Dreams of him being in my room laying with me and embracing me in his arms. When I eventually woke up, I couldn't help to feel a sense of disappointment that it was just a dream.

He's too lazy to get off the bed and chooses to enjoy the highly erotic dream. Darren's solid fingers reached out for a tightness that fit perfectly in the grip. Softly. A melodious screech sounded. A voice that was close and familiar. But because Darren thought it was all a dream, he continued to murmur faintly. If it was real, she'd love to satisfy Darren with that object of female pride. He pulls down the annoying cover and gently strokes every surface he can reach. Once again, there's a long, drawn-out moan as he manages to get as much of the stiffening peak as he can into his mouth.

The dam of passion burst open as we wildly groped each other like a couple of teenagers who had been grounded for a year! After we petted for a few minutes, Eva grabbed my bulging crotch and growled, “I fucking want you.” I croaked weakly, “Yes” as she led me by the hand into the next room, pulling off her tank top and skirt as we walked between the rooms. Obviously, she did a bit of wardrobe planning for tonight!

I was too tired for a bath so I just jumped into bed and drifted off to sleep. I woke up hours later and the room was darker. I was breathing fast because I had a dream... An erotic dream about Vince. I checked my phone and it displayed 7:56pm on the sceen. I turned over, still all worked up about my wet dream. God, I missed him so bad. My whole body missed him. With a fuzzy mind, I dipped my fingers into the band of my pink shorts and touched down there. I moaned a little. I deep my fingers further until I got to my moist slit. I closed my eyes and sorted for pleasure.

Kendrick's hands reached up to grab my boobs, teasing and fondling them while Kieran bit my earlobe hard, licking it in the process as he slammed into me from behind. It was really painful at first because I flinched at intervals but then I began to feel blissful, the two cocks almost meeting inside me as the men both thrust into me hard. Killian was fucking my mouth hard, without rest while Kendrick sat up to attack my boobs with his mouth, his teeth gazing at my nipples. Kieran licking my ear began to feel ticklish but I didn't care and just basked in their touch. Soon Kieran withdrew his dick from my asshole and got up.

Hands grip my knees and gently part them. Wide. Wider. Until I’m completely exposed, my most private parts on display for four sets of hungry eyes in the darkness of my childhood bedroom. “She’s so wet,” Tyler whispers. “Look – it’s on her thighs. It’s fucking everywhere. She was definitely dreaming about something.” You, I think, fighting to keep my breathing steady. I was dreaming about you. About all of you. About exactly this. “Spread her more,” Jack breathes. “I want to see everything.”

Neither of them even looked at it this time as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her in a way that she knew she would never grow tired of. A dream series continues with part 3 After the Dream

"I shouldn't crave it... but I do." Ryder let out a low, animalistic groan, barely managing to disguise it as a cough. The mental image of Ruth-Ann's little pussy spreading out, soaking wet and begging for someone to fuck her, made a thick bead of precum leak from his tip, staining his white boxers. He wanted to rip the partition down and show her exactly what those dreams felt like in the flesh. "Have you... prayed about it?" he managed to ask, his voice breaking under the strain of his own lust.

" Was he trying to tell her that she was the reason why he got the ability to satisfy a woman again in bed? Was he telling her that she was his cure? "Every time you dance in front of me, I can already feel life on my thing. I tried if I can already f*ck someone on the first night of your work. I was so relieved and happy because I proved to be healed. But even though I can just get any woman to satisfy my needs again, I'm still craving for you," she saw the desire in his eyes again. She swallowed hard. She remembered that night they shared the same kind of passion in bed. Her whole body also started to heat up. She was so focused on that strange feeling again that she didn't notice him appr